“And the uncles, the aunts, the cousins, the nieces, the nephews, that lived in those walls, the gibbering pack of tree apes that said nothing, nothing, nothing and said it loud, loud, loud.” (Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, page 44)
"'Jesus.' We look at each other for an unendurable minute. His face is anguished, and I'm beginning to understand: he has nothing. There is nothing left to hold him, to keep him, to be his life. First Mom, then his music, gone, gone. I never mattered much to begin with, so my belated efforts will be inconsequential. 'What happens now?' Silence. Nothing happens now.
The Time Traveler's Wife Audrey Niffenegger Pg. 224-225
"And i can't stop crying now because this was my one chance to be a man and bring home the money the telegram boy never brought from my father. I can't stop crying because i don't know what Mr.Hannon is going to do on monday morning when he has no one to help him pull the bags into the houses. I can't stop crying because of the way he is with that horse he calls sweet because he's so gentle himself..."
"My mother believed you could be anything you wanted to be in America. You could open a restaurant. You could work for the government and get good retirement. You could buy a house with almost no money down. You could become rich. You could become instantly famous." The Kitchen God's Wife Amy Tan Pg. 132
With little Adele in my arms, I watched the slumber of childhood, so tranquil, so passionless, so innocent, and waited for the coming day; all my life was awake and astir in my frame; and as soon as the sun rose, I rose too. I remember Adele clung to me as I left her; I remember I kissed her as I loosened her little hands from my neck, and I cried over her with strange emotion, and quitted her because I feared my sobs would break her still sound response.
"She slept then, jerked nearly to conciousness from time to time by the cramps in her stomach which seemed to coalesce with her dreams,dreams of babies lost in dark places...babies stuck in deep wells...babies calling her name." (Letts 83)
"We find the little turtle behind tangles of sweetbrier in the yard. We don't know how it got there and we're too excited to care. We paint its shell as bright red... we pretend we're a pair of daredevil explorers... we march... we walk... We are Hassan and Amir, famed adventurers and the world's greatest explorers, about to recieve a medal of honor for our courageous feat..." -partial paragraph- (Khaled Hosseini The Kite Runner, page 261)
"What I'm thinking is that i can hardly hear his voice anymore, Bobby's voice, that ruled my life, that made me jerk like I was at the end of a leash. Even on the phone, it had sounded like the voice of someone I'd once known, a while ago." Anna Quindlen's Black and Blue p. 238
At the time, it seemed like all my howls got lodged in my throat. I thought i was too stunned to make a sound. But Papa said i howled plenty, said i howled at the hospital and holwed when i came back home. A Gracious Plenty - Sheri Reynolds (13)
"I have an idea, Alice" she said. "How about you start a poem with this line." And she wrote it down. "If they caught you... If they caught you, long enough for me to see that face again, maybe I would know your name. I could stop calling you 'the rapist,' and start calling you John or Luke or Paul. I want to make my hatred large and whole... If they found you, I would... i would... Come to me, Come to me, Come die and lie, beside me.
"The ones who died children make play of thier work.." "The ones who died old cue the roosters to crow and dismiss the dawn each morning." "The ones who died strong push the rivers downstream.." "The ones who died passionate kiss each bud and pinch its base until it pops open.." "The ones who died shy string spiderwebs, almost invisible."
I was hungry for love and kisses, hungry for Daddy's little pats on the head, hungry for the smells that came from Mama's kitchen, hungry for the feel of southern soil beneath my feet. --Brenda Woods, The Red Rose Box, p. 87
"These bloodsucking things could not be trusted. Not even when they donned the mask of a relatively normal teenager. Not even when they claimed to be your friend." (Heather Brewer, Eleventh Grade Burns, page 1)
"There is a lot I want to tell you at this point. How everybody all of a sudden jumps up out of their seats going, "Bob-by, Bob-by, Bob-by!" How the next day we win the election by a landslide. How nobody ever gets called a stinkin' name again. And how anybody who loves anybody gets loved back." The Misfits - James Howe page 254
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“And the uncles, the aunts, the cousins, the nieces, the nephews, that lived in those walls, the gibbering pack of tree apes that said nothing, nothing, nothing and said it loud, loud, loud.” (Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451, page 44)
"And straight he walked, Grant Wiggins. Straight he walked. I'm a witness. Straight he walked."
[This was when he was going to die.]
Page 254
A Lesson Before Dying by Ernest J. Gaines
"'Jesus.' We look at each other for an unendurable minute. His face is anguished, and I'm beginning to understand: he has nothing. There is nothing left to hold him, to keep him, to be his life. First Mom, then his music, gone, gone. I never mattered much to begin with, so my belated efforts will be inconsequential. 'What happens now?'
Silence. Nothing happens now.
The Time Traveler's Wife
Audrey Niffenegger Pg. 224-225
"And i can't stop crying now because this was my one chance to be a man and bring home the money the telegram boy never brought from my father. I can't stop crying because i don't know what Mr.Hannon is going to do on monday morning when he has no one to help him pull the bags into the houses. I can't stop crying because of the way he is with that horse he calls sweet because he's so gentle himself..."
Angela's Ashes
By: Frank McCourt
pg. 265
"My mother believed you could be anything you wanted to be in America. You could open a restaurant. You could work for the government and get good retirement. You could buy a house with almost no money down. You could become rich. You could become instantly famous."
The Kitchen God's Wife
Amy Tan Pg. 132
"She decided to ignore it.
She decided to answer it.
She decided to ignore it.
She decided to check caller-id."
Page 31
In the Pleasure of my Company
Steve Martin
"Under my two feet, it was dirt streets, dirt courtyards, dirt floors. Above, it was mud-brick walls, mud-tile roofs."
[ The Kitchn God's Wife by Amy Tan}
Pages 195
" Still, it must be hell, to be a man, like that. It must be just fine. It must be hell. It must be very silent." (Atwood, Magaret pg. 88)
With little Adele in my arms, I watched the slumber of childhood, so tranquil, so passionless, so innocent, and waited for the coming day; all my life was awake and astir in my frame; and as soon as the sun rose, I rose too. I remember Adele clung to me as I left her; I remember I kissed her as I loosened her little hands from my neck, and I cried over her with strange emotion, and quitted her because I feared my sobs would break her still sound response.
Page 332
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.
"She slept then, jerked nearly to conciousness from time to time by the cramps in her stomach which seemed to coalesce with her dreams,dreams of babies lost in dark places...babies stuck in deep wells...babies calling her name." (Letts 83)
Where The Heart Is
Billie Letts
"We find the little turtle behind tangles of sweetbrier in the yard. We don't know how it got there and we're too excited to care. We paint its shell as bright red... we pretend we're a pair of daredevil explorers... we march... we walk... We are Hassan and Amir, famed adventurers and the world's greatest explorers, about to recieve a medal of honor for our courageous feat..." -partial paragraph- (Khaled Hosseini The Kite Runner, page 261)
"I was too good for this war. Too smart, too compassionate, too everything." (Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carried, page 41)
"What I'm thinking is that i can hardly hear his voice anymore, Bobby's voice, that ruled my life, that made me jerk like I was at the end of a leash. Even on the phone, it had sounded like the voice of someone I'd once known, a while ago." Anna Quindlen's Black and Blue p. 238
"For you, a thousand times over." (Khaled Hosseini's The Kite Runner , page 2)
At the time, it seemed like all my howls got lodged in my throat. I thought i was too stunned to make a sound. But Papa said i howled plenty, said i howled at the hospital and holwed when i came back home.
A Gracious Plenty - Sheri Reynolds (13)
What would i eat? What would i drink? How would i keep the sharks away? How would i keep warm? How would i know which way to go? (Martel 147)
Life of Pi
Yann Martel
"I have an idea, Alice" she said. "How about you start a poem with this line." And she wrote it down. "If they caught you...
If they caught you, long enough for me to see that face again, maybe I would know your name. I could stop calling you 'the rapist,' and start calling you John or Luke or Paul. I want to make my hatred large and whole...
If they found you, I would... i would...
Come to me, Come to me, Come die and lie, beside me.
Alice Sebold, Lucky, (99)
"The ones who died children make play of thier work.."
"The ones who died old cue the roosters to crow and dismiss the dawn each morning."
"The ones who died strong push the rivers downstream.."
"The ones who died passionate kiss each bud and pinch its base until it pops open.."
"The ones who died shy string spiderwebs, almost invisible."
A Gracious Plenty
Sheri Reynolds
Pg.28
I was hungry for love and kisses, hungry for Daddy's little pats on the head, hungry for the smells that came from Mama's kitchen, hungry for the feel of southern soil beneath my feet. --Brenda Woods, The Red Rose Box, p. 87
"These bloodsucking things could not be trusted. Not even when they donned the mask of a relatively normal teenager. Not even when they claimed to be your friend." (Heather Brewer, Eleventh Grade Burns, page 1)
"There is a lot I want to tell you at this point. How everybody all of a sudden jumps up out of their seats going, "Bob-by, Bob-by, Bob-by!" How the next day we win the election by a landslide. How nobody ever gets called a stinkin' name again. And how anybody who loves anybody gets loved back." The Misfits - James Howe page 254
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